Things I enjoy about motherhood:
- Making sweet memories
- Watching the girls grow and develop into their own little humans
- Being part of something bigger than just today’s mess – knowing that our conversations and intentions will shape the girls’ outlook
- The reminder that unconditional love does exist and the daily modeling of forgiveness (mostly from the girls – I still struggle with this)
Things I don’t love about motherhood:
- Refereeing & Disciplining
- The longterm vision that our small choices and ideals actually do matter in the future
- The mundane of life at home
- Finding the balance of giving to the girls, giving to Frank, and remembering that self-care is important, too
We talked yesterday at MOPS about the dichotomy of motherhood – of the pressure to be red carpet ready 6 weeks after giving birth balanced with the spiral of yoga pants every day forevermore. As we weeded through labels and expectations, our speaker – a life coach – teased through the labels we put on ourselves.
She asked, what would our 90-year-old self say about this moment? What would our 5-year-old selves say about motherhood?
We decided that our 90-year-old self would say Let it go! and remind us of these precious, fleeing moments. That we should enjoy these days. We remembered our 5-year-old selves being excited about being moms, without realizing all the other stuff that goes along.
I loved this practice and want to extend it to all areas of my life. How can I step back and remember perspective? What will fade into the background? And how can I rekindle that childlike excitement of the future?
How do you keep perspective? What would your 90-year-old self remember about this stage of life?
Linked with Kate Motaung’s Five Minute Friday, a time to write without editing.